Sitting Apon the Colver

Love such a abstract feeling. Or is it a feeling, thought, emotion? Or do we even really know what love is?

She stands in the fields of colver smiling up at the sun.

Everything in her world is perfect.

For she has found the love everyine wishes for.

He loves her and that's all that matters to her.

She looks beautiful with every ray of golden sun shimmering off of her brown hair.

They say true love lasts forever.

But does it really?

Could I be the girl in the clovers?

Thinking that everything is perfect in the world and being blindsided by the feelings i have ro believe to have.

The clouds roll in and everything truns cold and colorless.

All the people that you once thought loved you turn their backs on you.

As you sit in the field with the rain pooring down onto you hiding your tears.

You look up from ur sobbing and their's a gray figure in the distance approching you.

Could this be someone camming for you?

Someone who truely cares about you in ur upmost time of need.

And yes it is.

A small frame of this figure is shown to you.

This is the person that you've forgotten will stand by you no matter the price there is to pay.

You feel a hand brush aganst your sholder and you meet the familar face for someone who truely cares for you.

Without even thinking you jump up from the place where you were once stuck and they imbrace you in their safe arms.

You feel like that finally everything's going to be ok in your life.

That you'll be able to carry on and do all the things you set out to do.

Tears of joy fall from your eyes onto the plain black jacket of your comforter.

They let go of you and look you in the eyes and tell you that everything's going to be alright.

With a smile from your lips you agree with them.

You walk out of the clover fields hand in hand.

Ready to take on the world so you think.

Author's Note

I hope that you can relate to this peice!